Suddenly, the sturdy man let out a miserable howl, veins popped up on his forehead, cold sweat fell down, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
The burly man's arm also had no feeling at all, and had obviously been trampled off by Chen Fan.
The young men who were knocked down just now felt frightened when they saw this scene.
As long as they could get up, they all ran towards the parking lot.
"You losers, come back here!" The sturdy man glared at his men and cursed angrily.
However, the strong man's words were of no use at all.
The young people who got up ran away in horror as if they had encountered some ferocious devil.
"It seems that your subordinates are not very kind to your boss." Chen Fan raised his leg again and stepped on the thigh of the tall man.
Then he continued: "If I step down, at least you will be able to walk on one leg for the rest of your life. Do you want to try it?"
Seeing Chen Fan's expression, the sturdy man understood that the young man in front of him was not joking with him.
This time, the sturdy man was completely panicked: "I, I said, I said!"
Chen Fan did not move his feet, but continued to listen.
The sturdy man said: "Yes, it's Young Master Mo. Young Master Mo asked me to destroy you and then bring you to him. He, he also said, want, want."
Having said this, the tall man's face showed panic.
"Say." Chen Fan just said one word lightly.
"He also said that he wants you to see your woman being humiliated by him, and he wants you to know the consequences of offending him."
Upon hearing this, Chen Fan's eyes flashed with a chill.
Chen Fan took his feet away, looked at the tall man and asked, "Where is that Young Master Mo now?"
How could the tall man dare to hide anything? He quickly pointed to a five-star hotel opposite: "The presidential suite is right inside."
"Take me over to find him." Chen Fan ordered.
How dare the sturdy man refuse, so he quickly endured the pain and got up from the ground.
However, the sturdy man was very excited in his heart, because he knew that Master Mo was protected by experts, and if Chen Fan went there in person, he would definitely die!
How could the cunning look in the other party's eyes escape Chen Fan's eyes.
Chen Fan just didn't point it out.
Chen Fan would kill all those who were potential threats to those around him in the cradle.
Chen Fan held Song Wenting's hand and followed the embarrassed burly man towards the hotel opposite.
At this time, in the hotel, Mo Youcheng was sitting on the sofa in the living room of the presidential suite, wearing pajamas, drinking red wine, and had obviously just taken a shower.
Thinking about the Song Wenting he had just met, Mo Youcheng couldn't help but feel anxious in his heart.
He looked at a bodyguard beside him and asked: "Why haven't they come back yet? Why are they so slow?"
The bodyguard naturally knew what Mo Youcheng was asking, and said quickly: "Master, let's call and urge him right now."
But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Master, they should be back." The bodyguard said quickly.
Mo Youcheng kicked the other person: "Damn it, what are you still doing? Why don't you open the door quickly? Do you want to suffocate me to death?!"
The bodyguard didn't dare to show any signs of neglect and quickly walked to the door.
Opening the door, sure enough, it was Chen Fan and Song Wenting who were at the auction just now. Beside them stood a tall and embarrassed man.
"Come in." Although the bodyguard was confused, he still let the three people in.
Mo Youcheng's eyes shone when he saw Song Wenting's figure.
But when his eyes fell on the signed hands of Chen Fan and Song Wenting, his expression suddenly changed.
"What's going on? Didn't I ask you to cripple this kid and bring him back? How come he's still fine?"
The burly man's face looked a little unnatural: "Mo, Mo Shao, I, I."
Before the burly man could finish his words, Mo Youcheng spoke again: "It's okay to bring him here like this. You guys can do it. I also want to see him look worse than death in front of me."
The sturdy man glanced at Chen Fan beside him, then at the bodyguards around Mo Youcheng, and finally chose to remain silent.
After hearing Mo Youcheng's words, several bodyguards stepped forward and planned to take action against Chen Fan.
One of them reached out to grab Chen Fan's shoulder.
However, just when his palm was about to touch Chen Fan, Chen Fan's figure suddenly moved.
He punched the bodyguard in the face.
Chen Fan moved so fast that the bodyguard didn't react at all. He fell to the ground in an instant and passed out.
The sudden scene plunged the scene into a brief silence.
"If you only have these wastes around you, your end may be miserable today." Chen Fan's voice sounded slowly.
After hearing what Chen Fan said.
Only then did the several bodyguards react and rushed towards Chen Fan.
However, how could these ordinary people be Chen Fan's opponents.
In an instant, several people fell to the ground.
Mo Youcheng, who was sitting on the sofa, was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
He never expected that the Chen Fan in front of him would be so powerful.
"Boy, you, do you know who I am? I am the young master of the Mo family. If you dare to touch me, you will be dead!" Mo Youcheng glared at Chen Fan angrily and threatened.
However, the threat from the other party sounded to Chen Fan as having no deterrent effect at all.
Chen Fan smiled calmly: "Mo family? Haha, do you think I would come to you if I was really afraid?"
Mo Youcheng's expression changed. Seeing Chen Fan's approaching footsteps, he quickly shouted towards a room in the presidential suite: "Mr. Wang, help!"
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the originally closed door on the first floor opened.
A figure rushed out from inside.
"Mr. Wang, this kid wants to kill me." Seeing that figure, Mo Youcheng shouted quickly.
When the figure saw Chen Fan, he slapped Chen Fan with his palm.
Chen Fan just glanced at the other party, then casually slapped his palm and touched the other's palm.
"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.
The old man's eyes suddenly widened, and his figure suddenly retreated backwards, his eyes full of horror.
The old man's palms trembled slightly, and he put his hands behind his back and stared at Chen Fan: "Boy, according to the regulations, you cannot take action against ordinary people."
"Regulations? Those are made by the strong for the weak and have nothing to do with me." Chen Fan said calmly.
"Arrogant." A cold light flashed in the old man's eyes.
However, he knew that he might not be a match for Chen Fan in front of him, so his eyes fell directly on Song Wenting.
The next second, the old man's figure moved towards Song Wenting to grab her.
"Seeking death." Upon seeing this, Chen Fan's face turned cold, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot.